Chapter 103: Bath Time! The Queen's Secret Is Exposed! (6K)

Having grasped these two points, Qingxin hired ten detective agencies and drew up a list of names, every one of which recorded influential figures—experts from all walks of life.

Boom boom boom—Gu Han was repelled by Yu Bear again and again, coughing up no small amount of blood each time. Yet Tie Li noticed something that startled him: as time went on, the interval between Gu Han's successive repellings kept lengthening, and the severity of his injuries kept lessening.

Shui Jing was going for a gun—this was terrible news. Setting aside the police angle, even ignoring the face that the underworld valued most, their own side would find it hard to gain anything from a shootout among a thousand people.

Ignoring Zhou Yu's clowning, Qin Han first put Zhang Jiao and Su Nan into a cab and sent them off, then took Ye Ziqing and prepared to head back to the villa.

Yan Bin couldn't help but draw a sharp breath. He hadn't expected this opponent to already be able to wield an elemental weapon to launch an attack. One had to know that an elemental weapon could absolutely not be used without sufficient elemental force—yet the unremarkable youth before him had already mastered this move.

Just as Xuan Potian had predicted. The great gate opened, and several men came forward to greet him; at their head was a middle-aged man, ordinary in appearance.

But. Ming was a super-grade spatial powerhouse! So long as it was within Ming's control! Everything inside the space was at his word! Compress the space, and the internal energy rises—then it expands and explodes.

Because his level of life and his power had dropped, Mo Bai found it very hard to perceive those elemental practitioners stronger than himself, so his sensing ability had declined. Right now he could only feel that the people around him were all strange, but he couldn't put it into words.

"Everyone, just now the family's Grand Elder sent word to me, saying that at this very moment a band of masked men is attacking my Gu family mansion, and the situation is critical. If there is any offense given today, Gu Tian will pay a visit another day."

Sui Fengzhui also climbed to his feet, his eyes vacant, his spirit dazed, yet he was still holding on by sheer force of will.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin and Wu Liuchi—the two men—felt their adrenaline surging, and their combative urges were steadily rising.

And such things, when one thinks through them properly, present no problems whatsoever.

He wanted her to understand that, although her husband cared about her, she could not only consider her husband's feelings—she had to consider her own as well, caring about what her husband cared about. Only when she herself grew better and better would her husband grow happier and happier.

The hunter's physical constitution was decent, which was the only reason he had lasted until today; had it been anyone else, they would likely have died long ago.

When he came out of the South Sea, sure enough, he saw on the Jade Belt Bridge at the South Sea's main gate, an old man sitting upright in a wheelchair.

Only when it was time to leave work did she watch the people filing out one after another, glance at her wristwatch, pack up what she needed for work into her bag, and then leave.

Even Shu Nan herself felt she was a particularly strange person—as if everyone said that when facing many things she would get terribly tangled up, but in fact more often than not she could be very decisive.

"Not natural enough—look at me. Smile more naturally, be more expressive…" Ye Fengyun coached from the side.

The other party, nursing a grievance, bided his time and plotted against him, thinking everything he did was watertight; in truth, he had long since been aware of it.

Xiao Jing stepped out of the car, looking utterly exhausted, then went to the trunk and took out his bicycle.

Now, looking at Xiao Shengrui's wound—although it had already been treated and was no longer bleeding, it was clearly a fresh one.

Bai Zixu was not yet forty; before this, Gu Lin Feng had rarely been able to spot a trace of worry on his face.

Lin Siya followed behind them, and along the way she noticed several clusters of coworkers huddled together, peeking furtively in their direction.

"I've had it for a long time, just never said anything." Lin Siya, too, was sunk deep in a thick sense of self-satisfaction.

The next day, the sky cleared early; the air carried the fragrance of earth, laden with that particular moist breath unique to the aftermath of rain.

"Right, that old bald donkey Descending Dragon Arhat—we must kill him, otherwise he'll bring great disaster, he can't be spared." Fatty gritted his teeth at the side as he spoke.

The Old Prince watched Li Chunhua's performance but said nothing, only smiling and shaking his head. After all, she was still a Miss of the household—they all liked pretty things. An old fellow like him was past it; perhaps he'd simply seen and sat through too much, and now no matter what he looked at, it was all the same to him.

Watching Bai Zhanqi take out from a nearby cabinet, as if it were a treasure, what was said to be Bai Gang's finest garment, Bai Xue could not help but feel a pang of misery.

Murong Lan gazed at Liu Qianwan's retreating back, and for some unknown reason, a faint, quiet sense of loss welled up in her heart.

Hu Lan used a forest maze formation to trap the Night Wolf, just like the ghost-wall she had once encountered herself.

Besides, this person had always been on rather intimate terms with the senior branch. She herself had seen him, that day at the Eastern Residence, carousing with Su Qifan; if one said he had come to know Qi Rong by chance, that would be perfectly normal.

The other day, your grandmother told me that the third girl was growing bigger by the day, and we couldn't keep letting her go out for marriage talks under the label of a concubine-born child. She asked me to register you under the Second Madam's name. After the Second Madam learned of this, she didn't even grunt—just said it was a fine thing and ought to have been done long ago.

"They haven't come out over there yet. I estimate it'll take them at least half a year to break free." It was at this moment that Ling Feng finally understood: what he had seen was no sealing at all, but the Blood Prison's suppressive effect upon them.

Jing Younan smiled, casually formed a Dao seal with his fingers; a drop of water-light sprang up, and in an instant reached above the chubby baby's head, transforming into an exquisite fountain that hung down upside-down.

Isn't it said that the merciful cannot command troops, the emotional cannot manage affairs, the righteous cannot handle finances, and the kind cannot be an official? How was it that he seemed to match every one of these—why had the Heavenly Dao still chosen him to become the Yin God who would rebuild the Underworld? Could it be that it wasn't afraid he would mess things up?

Liu Shouchai finished speaking and went out. Seeing that Liu Shouchai hadn't scolded him, Badou hurriedly got up, washed and tidied himself, and only then followed Liu Shouchai to the household that wanted to drive out a ghost.

The Yin-Yang Eyes—folk legend had many tales of them; even within religion, Yin-Yang Eyes appeared quite often.

"Master, what's wrong with him?" At the sight of Wu Ming's arrival, Jian Chen asked curiously.

"Among your two squads, is there anyone who has had any contact with Qian Youliang or with my squad?" Bai Qi did not directly answer Fang Yi's question, but instead asked both Fang Yi and Jack.